Good advice is not only against the ear, but also against the wind.
People who speak often have a good intention, but they may not get a positive response.
Not only that, sometimes you get into a coquettish.
The same is true of Wu Tao's advice.
Spread in Liyuan Village, not only did not play a role in dissuading, but was speculated maliciously and groundlessly by people.
Fortunately, Wu Binghua consciously acted correctly and walked well, and was immune to all these rumors.
At this time, Wu Tao had long been away from these complicity and returned to the ivory tower like school.
Here, I enjoy Zhao Li's face and figure every day, which makes his body feel purified.
And accompanying an Rong through his youth made his heart feel at home.
During this period, Zhao Li created three sets of specific images according to Ding Tiantian's appearance, cooperated with Ding Tiantian's perfect self-expression, and helped Wu Tao successfully complete the creation of this issue of works.
This work focuses on the three sprouting points of "silly", "white" and "sweet". A total of 27 portraits were taken in three groups.
According to the 16 Kai specification, the enlarged effect makes Wu Tao feel very satisfied.
At the same time, Wu Tao contacted Wang Yongsheng, the editor in chief of the painting king, through his bosom friend Wang Chao, hoping to talk to him face to face.
The contact process was not easy, but finally there was a result, and there was the first telephone conversation between the two sides.
The phone call lasted less than ten minutes. To Wu Tao's surprise, the other party turned out to be an old man in his 60s.
But the sudden suspension of the publication of the painting king still showed indignation and frustration. Both inside and outside, he has reservations about Wu Tao's idea of revitalizing the domestic cartoon industry.
It's no wonder that anyone who is complacent will inevitably lose heart when he is poured down by a basin of cold water.
However, the other party didn't mean to refuse further contact, and took the initiative to mention the plan to spend time in Jinling at the end of the year.
Since you can say so, it shows great hope.
After such a peaceful and smooth two weeks, it was finally broken by a phone call from Song Zhuang.
"Little boss, accountant Xu ran away!" Song Zhuang was excited in the phone. "Your way is really God!"
Hearing the news, Wu Tao couldn't help but relax.
Although the gossip in the village can't hurt people's muscles and bones, it's disturbing to listen to it every day.
In previous lives, it was about the end of the new year. Many families came to ask for money for the new year, and there was a run, which forced accountant Xu to suddenly run away.
Now it's too long to wait until the end of the new year. Wu Tao doesn't have that patience.
Besides, Zhang Huilan talked about it on the phone these days.
So Wu Tao thought of a way to let Song Zhuang do it.
I thought it would take at least a month to work, but I didn't expect it to work in just two weeks.
Now, it's time for your family to be proud and return home.
"Uncle Zhuang, you did a good job!" Wu Tao admonished, "accounting Xu, no matter where they go, you'll keep an eye on me. You've done it for me. I'll reward you later. "
"Little boss, promise to finish the task!"
Song Zhuang, who was born as an old investigator, is only a piece of cake to do this little thing.
During the whole phone call, song Guanghui listened silently and dared not even speak out.
After hanging up the phone, he breathed, "uncle, this little boss is really God! Accounting Xu's every move was exactly what he expected. In ancient times, isn't it equivalent to Zhuge Wuhou? "
"Just ask if you are convinced?"
"Clothes!" Song Guanghui nodded again and again, showing a sincere expression, "I am completely convinced!"
"... by the way, uncle, after you say this, can you ask him to show us a clear way to make a living?"
Song Zhuang waved, "OK, don't think about it. Do it well first. Xu got on the bus. Keep up! "
When Wu Tao came home at the weekend, he took song Qiao with him.
After hearing the news that accountant Xu ran away, old man song had a bottle of dichlorvos in his left hand and a bottle of Laobaigan in his right hand, lying at the door of the village credit union.
This kind of posture of never returning and fighting to the end makes those deceived families find a way to vent in despair.
As a result, more than 20 households have followed suit for a long time.
For a time, the door of the credit union was filled with the pungent smell of dichlorvos.
While the neighbors scrambled to watch, the tone of voice all turned to.
"This accountant Xu is really not a thing! Can you do such a wicked thing? "
"It's said that nearly 500000 were taken away, and the credit union didn't leave a penny!"
"It seems that the No. 1 scholar of the Wu family is really a God. There is no good thing in the sky."
"Isn't it? If these people had listened to other people's words, how could they now look for life and death... "
"Good advice is against the ear!"
This kind of thing, for those families who invest money, is tantamount to the collapse of the sky.
Just like this, song qiaocai was more grateful to Wu Tao and kept saying thank you all the way.
"Little boss, thanks to your advice, I deeply thank you on behalf of the whole family."
Wu Tao said softly, "you can't eat what you cook every day for nothing, can you?"
"As long as you like, I can cook for you all my life!" Song Qiao blurted out from the bottom of his heart.
As soon as I exit, I find some ambiguity.
Wu Tao seemed to unconsciously say, "cooking is secondary. When it's over, the family is stable and working hard, it's serious! "
So, song Qiao was calm and nodded heavily: "Hmm!"
At the same time, the village branch is in a mess.
The elder of Ding Village, Cheng Chizhong, sat in a chair and smoked. The smoke continued in bursts.
Gao JINDA was already as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He couldn't even sit still, let alone smoke.
"Lao Ding, we have to find a way to do this together, otherwise if there is a human life, you and I can't get rid of it!"
Although village head Ding is the second in command, he is old and tough, "Secretary Gao, I have nothing to do with the fund-raising of the credit union this time. Accountant Xu always follows your lead on weekdays, and he doesn't listen to me at the critical moment. What does it have to do with me? "
The meaning of this is obvious: I don't carry this pot.
Gao JINDA is also helpless. Accountant Xu is his person, and although he didn't personally instruct Gaoli to absorb savings, he issued the task of absorbing savings.
This task, called absorbing reserves, is actually fund-raising.
The purpose of gaojinda is nothing more than to ask the villagers not to hide and tuck in. When they collect the taxes such as withdrawal and retention money and overall planning money, they can be clever and relaxed.
After all, I know how much money your family has. Don't prevaricate arrears with the interface of no money.
So when Wu Tao's words spread in the village a few days ago, he didn't take them seriously.
Who ever thought that things could develop to this point?